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It was just like Luo Qingchen's current state of mind.
His footsteps froze. His neck was slightly tilted, and the hair at his temples fell. He frowned, but his eyes were filled with disbelief and even… absurdity.
"Impossible!"
An Le?! Wasn't this name… the young artist who had entered the Lin Residence?
The young man who braved the spring rain and still stood upright under his pressure!
How could a young man… be a master painter?!
His ...
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